Chapter 70

Something was wrong? His body must be experiencing issues, otherwise why would he act like this? What on earth is going on?

After dinner, everyone sat together listening to Xie Jun recount his trip to the capital. While retelling the events of that period, Xie Jun realized that so much had happened in just under two months.

As for the Dragon Clan, he couldn't offer much help, but Liu Qianqian was a Red Dragon and possessed fire-attributes, so he thought of something that might prove useful.

"Qiuqiu has a big fluffy tail, where is your tail?" This belonged to a mischievous parent trying to cover up a certain fact by picking a groundless quarrel.

Of course, choosing this option also carried the highest risk. Using internal Qi to force out the poison would inevitably consume a massive amount of his internal Qi, and this consumed Qi could not be recovered in a short period of time. Therefore, if any enemies emerged during this window, his situation would become extremely perilous.

In the video, the super-combat vehicle only displayed about fifty to sixty percent of its true power, yet it already left the journalists at the scene gasping and exclaiming in continuous amazement—Huaxia had truly developed a cutting-edge new weapon.

"Hehe, I trust you're quite confident in your guitar skills. Getting into the club won't be a problem," Lei Ting said with a smile.

Although the status of the Manchukuo Army was much higher than that of the puppet armies inside the Great Wall, in the eyes of the Japanese, no matter how good a dog was, it was ultimately just a dog. They never held these Manchukuo troops in any regard, let alone listened to any of their opinions.

Right now, he felt not an ounce of sleepiness; every single question in his mind revolved around that strange person he had just encountered.

He didn't move at all, and his expression remained completely unchanged as he gazed calmly ahead. The detonator in his hand showed no sign of activation whatsoever.

"How on earth would I know who holds a Star Token? I have no idea, so how can I figure out a way to get one? No way, this won't do." The beggar known as the Serpent King shook his head repeatedly, hastily making it clear that he was utterly powerless.

She stayed far away from the black handgun lying on the ground. She had been completely terrified by that object and wanted to stay as far from it as possible.

The first floor of the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda was the simplest. As long as one mastered the Snow Demon Mace technique and relied on it to channel the Limitless Force and the Tai Chi Force—with either one just entering the first tier—they could successfully pass.

Although it had been two years since graduation, the Tai Chi moves learned during school days had long been forgotten entirely, leaving only the names of a few postures in memory.

At night, in a second-floor room of the Yunlai Restaurant, several people gathered around a table laden with wine and dishes, offering a long-overdue sense of comfort.

Washing clothes by hand took a lot of time. In the past, Chen An would simply toss his clothes into the washing machine and then go attend to other matters.

There were only two rooms in the courtyard. Huai Baoyi and the other two shared one with Ake and Wang Yu, while the remaining room was given to Uncle Ming and his party.

The chill surrounding him was even more biting than before, his thoughts deeply concealed, yet his aura had the sharp edge of a drawn blade, making him even more unapproachable.

Aunt Liu’s braised mutton tonight was as mouth-watering and fragrant as ever. After finishing their meal, everyone gathered around the sofa to chat.

"Definitely not!" Jian Yi flatly denied. Xu Jingkang knew with absolute certainty that he was about to wave goodbye to the position of Chief Envoy of the Office of Transmission.

When Luffy shouted just now, it had scared Roberts D. Sanbao quite a bit, almost driving him to commit murder to silence him. Fortunately, Luffy was kicked into the sea by William and the others. From the moment Roberts D. Sanbao had hidden nearby, his Observation Haki had already been pushed to its maximum range.

The Seven-Shatter Soul-Locking Order hurtled straight toward the wolf demon, shattering explosively in mid-air and transforming into countless gouts of thick, stagnant Yin qi that dispersed everywhere. The surrounding visibility plummeted instantly, and I seized the opportunity to dodge quickly to the side.

And these Xidema people were extremely cautious when facing the Spark Prairie. It wasn't that ships couldn't cross the defense line, but it was very rare—especially since this vessel had penetrated four light-years deep into the defense line. Most importantly, it carried numerous highly destructive weapons. What on earth was it trying to do?!

However, since they had now been caught red-handed, and with the Demon Task Force preceding them, they needed an outlet to vent and shift the conflict.

Xiao Zhanfeng was blocked above, while his escape route below was intercepted by Qiao Yu. He truly had no path to the heavens and no door down to the earth.

Regardless of how many people online or at the venue were crying foul and hurling abuses, the competition had to go on. Zhang Yang appeared very calm, whereas Lin Guo'er still had the spare energy to root for him and feel indignant just before going on stage.

Yet right as he stepped off the ground, intending to use the recoil to leap up to the fourth floor, the grenade exploded.

"Master." Chong Feng greeted him, almost as if fishing for praise. Even with its low intelligence, it naturally understood at that moment that it had rendered a great service.

Regardless of whether they were willing or not, for now, Zhang Yang and Lin Yiran had indeed become a couple. However, people change, especially in the entertainment industry. I still held a faint, selfish hope that one day Zhang Yang and Lin Yiran would part ways. If that were to happen, I would spare nothing to pursue Lin Yiran.

In the dim light of the bar, a sharp blade flashed with a chilling, cold gleam, pressing directly against Cui Bin's cheek—a situation where moving just a fraction of an inch further would have sliced Cui Bin's head cleanly in half.